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PaulaBisiArt - treetrunk

© Paulabisiart 
© Dirk Engelage

 

How fragile are you 
how robust?

I stretch my fingers, 
carefully, 
and touch your skin

in thought 
I fold my arms 
around your trunk 
and feel 
the power of the earth, 
breath your fragrances 
of wood, damp leaves 
moss, resin, 
of abundant life.

And even when 
my garment 
turns to green, 
I do not mind.

It is as though 
your life enriches me, 
lends power for 
another road to go.

I hold you for a moment, 
kiss your skin 
as though 
you were my lover, 
then let go

withdraw my hand 
open my eyes

and sigh